PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You appear and depart promptly,

Like the flowers and deity,

You spread beauty like the moon,

As a result of that you feel glad soon.

Like the fragrance of the flowers in spring,

Like every precious thing,

You in ecstasy shine,

Lucky I am that you are only mine.

When I your rosy lips feel,

My heart does have an ice-like chill!